Gilgamesh

Blonde hair, fierce red eyes, and an oppressing aura.

It was the King of Heroes. The demigod turned mage. The wise king of Uruk. It was Gilgamesh.

"Ritsuka Fujimaru. Of course you are here."

He sounded tired and almost like he had had enough. Ritsuka instinctely got up, allowing his naked form to appear in all its pathetic glory.

"King Gilgamesh," Ritsuka greeted. The demi-god stepped out from the shadows.

Ritsuka blinked twice.

He was naked. His perfect god-given abs, his chiselled legs, and that dazzling light of divinity beaming out from between his legs. Ritsuka couldn't even see his manhood from how bright it was.

But slowly his eyes adjusted and he could see...